well,
4 years ago
Tigger’s eating nothing but high quality, diet catfood and the occasional green bean (oh, he loves his green beans!) but since he sleeps 18 hours a day on the big, comfy wool blanket I don’t think weight loss is imminent.
In fact, when he sits there he looks like an emperor penguin. You know how they sandwich the egg between their little roll of belly fat and their feet? Yesterday, the husband used a ping pong ball in place of an egg and it worked. Now that’s disturbing. Tigger just sat there looking mildly puzzled.
